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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Marriage is like a bed of Roses............ just without the petals.

This is unprecendented. Or mayb not. But i haven done this in a long time. I'm writing out what i wanna blog in my little M1 notebook which i got free from ACJC open house. How time flies.

Well, this is because i wanna talk about something which hit me at the unlikely hour of 12.37 in the morning while i was lying in bed trying to fall asleep. Thus, i decided to take the notebook out and utilise my old trusty Pilot G2, before i wake up the next morning and forget all about what i wanted to blog about.

You see, lately, i had been hit by the 'Insecurity Bug' and am currently going through a phase where i'm feeling, in a stark contrast to reality, fat...and...uh...undesirable? For some reason or another. i bet its those damn Miss Singapore Universe Voting adverts. Driving me nuts with those scantily clad, skinny ass women. Must be that. Incidentally, i actually think our standards have improved. This time the girls are actually pretty.

So anyways, i was talking about how 'fat' i've been feeling and all and from last week i started to jog at least 2.4KM, 3 times a week. Or at least i try. So today, i must have been on steriods or something cos i ran a whole 3.2KM without stopping once.

I never cease to amaze myself.

So, i was thinking about the amazing feat i had completed today and something suddenly struck me.

I saw something. Like and epiphany of some sort.

Now, before i continue, you have to meet a friend of mine. Or if you would like it, more of and aquaintance. The kind you smile and wave gently when you see but never ever approach alone. There, let's call her Little Miss Muffet (for no particular reason, of course, just in case some people start trying to guess who she is.)

See, Little Miss Muffet, Or LMM in short, was a really plump girl the fist time i saw her, and she stayed that way for the next 2 years for as far as i know. And then, as fate would have it, she entered the same JC as me!

woopeedoo!

But this time, when i saw her(take note i only see her like once a year?), i was flabbergasted! She looked as though someone popped her, literally, like how when you pop a balloon it deflates to become a flat pice of rubber albeit with a hole where it was popped. In her case, she looked ravishing, like Miss-Lipo-look-i-did-it-without-a-single-sit-up.

I was dumbfounded.

Thoughts flooed my confused mind: When did this happened? Why wasn't i informed? How dare she have a smaller waist than i? (though dats not hard to achieve.)

I was mystified, peeved off, and at the same time, determined, with the will of and Auntie queing up at the Community Centre for free toilet paper, to find out: How was it done?

Then i caught a whiff. A mutual friend of mine. uh. let's call her Lttle Miss Tuffet. She explained to me LMM's mysterious work. Apparently LMM has been following a strict regime of only consuming a certain kind of food of which i choose not to reveal so you can never attain her secret and BE SLIMMER THAN ME ME ME!!!. muahaha. And she has also been jogging EVERYDAY. For how long and what distance, i was never told.

So, i was impressed by her discipline, but shock and disgust soon took over as i heard stories of her morphing into a super-duper-b*itch. Something along the lines of vie...attention...ooo...boys...mmm...boys...over...friendship...

OH GO FIGURE!

It almost seemed to me as though LMM was making up for lost time.

But as i am at this point of my story telling, i would like to clarify one thing. All the bad stuff about LMM here, is only hearsay, especially from LMT so whether anot all of the above is totally true, i plain don't know. And if any of you would like to kill me for bad-mouthing LMM, DON'T. Kill LMT instead.

"I know nothing! I swear!"

Now moving on, as how Channel 8 drama serial would have it, LMM & LMT, previously the best of friends, had a falling out over how LMM had been behaving, choosing boys over friendship yadda yadda i dun care. Main thing is, why has LMM changed? Why has she morphed into such a horrible creature?

Could it have anything to do with the fact that she's no longer a fully inflated balloon? And has now, after shedding the flab, transformed into a full fledge femme fatale, complete with tight leather pants and whip, batteries not included?

Could it be? I will never know cause the facts were placed in front of me without me having any knowledge about the whole incidednt first hand.

Stranger, as things developed, i seemed to have the fix mindset that LMM became like this due to her a successful Lipo and i started disliking her for her shallowness & change in character overnight. I would bet, if she still had that flab, would she still become the attention seeking, boy-vying monster she has become, AFTER entering JC? Is it the matter of JC--->which suddenly filled with her life with boys (like a candy store!), or the fact that she has lost her flab?

Which one, you judge for yourself. To me, its's blatently obvious. But of course, dun let me plague your judgement... you know it you know it it's because of the flab it's because of the flab say it say it you know it you know it it's because of the flab it's because of the flat say it say it you know it you know it...

And then came the thought which inspired me to write this entry. That day, when i was having a nice chat with LMT, (note that LMT is the one who has been feeding me bad stuff about LMM, and that she totally despises her for what she is now) she suddenly mentioned about how she and another friend went jogging around the Padang the other day, and i was like;

ME: "Siao ah! Jog around the Padang?!?!? You must be crazy! For what?!"

LMT: "Trying to slim down loh... Look! *Squeezes bulge on upper thigh* So FAT!"

Strange isn't it, how things play out in the end. How one can be peeved off by another and yet be inspired by the latter's success story. It really makes me wonder. IF one day LMT does succeed in slimming down, would she, unwittingly, sub-consiously, morph into another LMM?

Somehow, this gut feeling in me tells mes dat the answer is almost, definitely, a YES.

Frankly, i'm not really clear about my motive in sharing the above episode with you. Quite honestly, i'm not siding anyone and dun see the need to. I guess i just wrote about this to show how people can change, regardless of whether it's for the good, after their physical appearances have improved.

I always thought Extreme Makeover improved many people's lifes by making them look so much better. But, as i watched the mini soap opera revolving LMM unfold, i start to think twice...

Do their lifes really improve after the show? OR, have they all turned into sad little sods, now thinking they deserve better?
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Well. Just some food for thought, though, please do take it with a pinch o' salt.

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